Oh, Virginia just keeps on giving. It’s not just for lovers, it’s also got a lot of 80s era blackface. We also talk about how much Australia and spiders suck. We get near death on this week’s Worstcase.
Worstcase Scenario ep. 161 “Moonwalking Towards Equality”
A Democrat in blackface won’t resign, instead he doubles down and almost moonwalks. The white privilege is strong in this one. Welcome to the Super Bowl episode of Worstcase……
Worstcase Scenario ep. 160 “White Privilege Conspiracy by Email “
Roger Stone got popped. I hope his cell mate likes looking at Nixon, it’s the Worstcase. (sorry ’bout the audio quality)
Worstcase Scenario ep. 159 “Sour Cream & Onion Merlot”
Cultural appropriation and Wall-Mart hi-jinx because it’s just another day in America. We answer the question- “does wine taste better out of a Pringles can”. Let’s get Worstcase.
Worstcase Scenario ep. 158 “The Half-Witting Pawn”
Did you know that R. Kelly has an apartment in Trump Tower? Because of course he does. The government just broke a record for shutting down, it’s the Worstcase……
Worstcase Scenario ep. 157 “Live From The BBQ Meets The Year In Orifice Review”
Ok, we start out at a BBQ with Robot as a special guest and then end up at Jerk’s place talking about what everybody stuck up their butt this year. Good times, good times, it’s the Worstcase…..
Worstcase Scenario ep. 156 “Darth Vader’s Creepy Grandson”
It’s not the year in review, I can’t stress that enough. This is just two guys talking about nothing for an hour. It’s the Worstcase…..
Worstcase Scenario ep. 155 “A True Crime X-Mas with Kurt Russell”
The gang talks about crimes and christmas music. We somehow detour towards Walt Disney’s last words. Bird dates a grandparent murderer and more on the Worstcase X-mas Episode.
Worstcase Scenario ep. 154 “The Sexophanist and the Rib”
Putin is about to take over russian Hip-Hop ( #freeHusky ) and Jerk broke a rib, it’s the Worstcase.
Worstcase Scenario ep. 153 “Monkey Herpes Kills”
What is going on with monkeys in Florida? What is going on at the Seven Spa in Asheville? The answer to one of these questions is probably hand-jobs, it’s the worstcase.